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Realms Converge	By : Candice Category: +G through L > Legacy of Kain Views: 3562 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Legacy of Kain, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.Don't get to Nosgoth itself til chap 5

Chapter List
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Edits 06/2016
Think of 'Ninja' style running (Sesshomaru from Inuyasha or any of the ninja's from Naruto) for the vampires btw, I always have. ^.^
Sexy time warnings for this chapter, rough play and a bit of blood play. Will be marked for those who wish to skip.
Chapter Thirty-two: New Moon Hunt
*-*/-Katrina POV-**-*
After I had fed and feed well, I undid my braid and let my hair fall loose around my shoulders. I rolled up the spiked strips of leather and stored them away in my bag. I would braid them into my hair again later, but for now I wanted my hair to flow free. If Kain was going to be hunting me, then strands of hair caught by any tree branches might well help me in laying a false trail later on. Once I was ready to go, Alma and I started to run South back toward Steinchencroe. Whilst we ran, I started to try to think of what might be the best stratagem to use tonight; a straight run for Sanctuary or bolting in a different direction to find a hiding spot elsewhere if at all possible? Perhaps... I leapt over a fallen tree and then came to a halt. I turned to look at Alma and she stopped next to me with a small frown of confusion.
"May I ask you something?" I asked in a soft voice. I pushed my hair back over my shoulder nervously.
"Is something wrong deary?" she asked in concern.
"Not wrong per se," I responded with a twitch of my wings. "It's just that... Kain and I have done the whole... chase thing... many a time before and yet... Something feels different this eve and I cannot seem put my finger on why. It seems more... intense, maybe? I mean... I find myself wondering... should I just trying to avoid him for as long as possible while I try to get back to the city proper like usual or should I veer off course completely? Bolt for higher ground perhaps? Find a place to conceal myself? Or maybe even just stand my ground and fight him head on? My instincts feel... rather jumbled right now and it is strange."
"You are wondering about his current, wild-seeming mood," she said with a knowing nod. She flashed me a wicked smile. I blushed, but nodded my head in acknowledgement of her words. "He has been amazingly gentle with you, you know. It is rather surprising, especially given how wild and volatile sex between two vampires can be."
"I... had guessed as much already. The mere fact that we can heal from damage that no human could hope to survive made me realize that. There is also... well," I rubbed a hand idly over my hips.
I had started rubbing at the spots where I oft ended up with bruises due to how near-painfully tight his grip could get on occasion. Bruises that normally healed within an hour. Bruises that I... missed... once gone, as my instincts were pleased that I caused such a fierce and wild passion in him. I often wondered just how it would feel if he ever simply let go. A part of me even longed for him to lose that carefully refined control of his, control that he sometimes seemed to hold onto only by the skin of his teeth. I wanted to know just how intense would it be and yet... I feared to experience it...
How much would my body actually be able to handle with my being only a half-blood?
"He has been..." I let out a soft purr and shivered. I shook myself and focused upon Alma again. "He has been absolutely wonderful about things."
"Ah," she smiled at me.
It was a gentle, knowing smile that caused me to blush. I flashed her a small, shy grin at her. She gave my arm a friendly pat, though her fingers lingered a little longer then they should have upon my arm. The touch caused me to shiver. My wings twitched and flared in warning. I raised a brow at her and she laughed. Her hand fell away from my arm and she flashed me another wink.
"Tonight," she started in a soothing, yet sultry tone, "even if your instincts feel... jumbled as you say, you should follow them. Let them guide you even if it means you end up, hmmm, let us say 'sparring'. You may well turn the hunter into the hunted if you are lucky. There is no 'wrong' thing to do this night deary, not when the hunt begins in earnest."
"Hmm... 'Seek the wolf in thyself'," I murmured. My instincts gave a low hum at the back of my mind at the thought and I looked around the area thoughtfully.
"Aptly, if oddly, put deary," she said. She tilted her head. "Is that a quote from a play on your Gaia?"
"Hm? Oh. No, it's from a song actually," I shook my head and then jumped up onto a large, low hanging branch. I started to press on and continued to jump from branch to branch as I thought. I called back at her a few minutes later. "Are you going to give me any warning or will you just disappear on me?"
"I will give you a warning deary," she responded with a laugh. She kept up with me easily, though she stayed down upon the ground. "While it might be more amusing to not warn you, you could use the extra time. Perhaps you might even take him by surprise. Now wouldn't that be an entertaining thing to watch?"
Her voice changed to a low, sultry purr with that last sentence and it startled me. I slipped mid-landing on the next branch because of the distraction it had caused. I managed to catch myself mid-slip with one hand and used the momentum of my fall in order to swing toward the next, lower branch.
"I uhhh... I really would rather that you not stick around..." I said in a slightly strained voice.
"Not feeling exhibitionistic deary?" she asked with a full-throated laugh. "I would try to seek out an isolated area in that case, lest someone stumble upon the pair of you."
"Good advice," I choked out. I could practically feel the heat of my blush spreading over my cheeks.
We continued at a sedate pace and passed Vasserbunde a short time later. I flashed a wave at Janos' confused face when we darted past the healers tents but did not stop to speak with him when he attempted to flag me down. We had just crossed the impromptu bridge that had been made along the River of Tears, when Alma's mind brushed against my own.
~He will be leaving Coorhagen in two minutes deary,~ she said in a soft purr. ~You may want to start planning now, if you have not already done so.~
~I hear you. Um... do you have to continue following me at this point?~ I asked with a small frown. I dropped down from the trees and came to a brief halt on the ground. ~Or can I break from you? I think I am going to either take wing or backtrack and leave a false trail somewhere...~
Alma and her Sisters had been teaching me how to hunt and, equally important, how to hide. All at Kain's order. The betrayal of his former allies, the 'Traitor Vampires' as he oft called them... if he even deigned to speak of them at all, had taught Kain well that sometimes discretion could be the better part of valor. To be prepared for the potential threat of other vampires as our enemies, he had made sure that I was learning how to conceal my own trail if there was ever a need. It might seem a bit paranoid, but he had already been betrayed before by those who had sworn their allegiance to him. Once bitten, twice shy and all that...
~That... it is risky to go airborne deary,~ Alma responded thoughtfully and she too came to a halt. She flicked her hair over her shoulder. ~It would indeed throw him off the scent, for a little while at the least... however... I would not take flight first thing were I you. It is not easy to track you once you are in the air and if something were to go wrong...~
~...I would be leaving myself unguarded, with no way for you or the others to track me properly,~ I finished with a nod. ~I understand what you are saying. I'll stick to the ground for a while yet and try to find a good spot to leave a false trail. What will you tell him?~
~Why, I would merely say that you bolted when I felt kind enough to issue fair warning of his impending approach,~ she responded with an amused hum of noise. ~He'll rage at me a bit over the Whisper for giving you the extra time... but will do nothing but pick up his pace so that he can try to locate your trail. He was intending to cause you a brief sense of disorientation by having me suddenly disappear from your side. A second of panic that he could have used against you in order to lock onto your scent and track you down swiftly.~
~Ah, that... makes sense...~ I tilted my head and then jumped back into the trees. I bolted back the way we had already come in order to backtrack over my scent. ~See ya!~
~Good luck deary,~ she purred in response.
I leapt and twisted from branch to branch as I backtracked through the woods. I tried to remember each move that I had made thus far so that my new trail overlapped as much as possible. I touched down on the bridge for the briefest of moments. I then jumped as far as I could into the trees on the far end of the Northern bank. I caught a thick branch and used it to swing forward several feet before I dropped to the ground and just started to run to the West. I scented at the air carefully and I found, and then followed, the same path that Kain and his Captain's had taken. I hoped to loose my own scent amongst those of the army, at least long enough to gain myself some more time.
I had just started to turn North when I felt the strong pulse of Kain's Aura in the far distance. There was a clear sense of angry frustration, of lust-filled hunger and of a hunter's narrowing focus laced throughout his Aura. The most prevalent of the emotions that I sensed, was that lust-filled hunger and it made me shiver. I wondered briefly at the full range of my Aura sensing Gift, but I shook the thought off and put on a burst of speed. Now that he was actively hunting me, I did not have the time for such idle musings.
That pulse of energy from Kain reminded me that I needed to tamp down on my own Aura lest he find me using it. I knew as well, that I would not be able use the Aura Pulse to try to get a bead on him or else I would give away my own position. Most vampires had that innate ability and could also sense it when it was used. I did not even dare to use my Gift to hide my scent that way. Just as Alma had said, if something went wrong it would be no easy thing to locate me if I used my Gift. I noticed the scent of fresh water in the air and broke from the armies trail in order to find the source. I could loose my scent amongst the cleansing liquid, if it was a large enough body of water.
I found, and followed, a good sized stream up to a mid-sized waterfall. There I found a hidden alcove behind the running water. I checked over the alcove, getting my hair and shoulders wet in the process. I nodded in satisfaction. The alcove was just big enough that I, and perhaps two others if pressed, could hide easily. Instead of ducking inside right away, I leapt from the water toward the trees. I let both my hair and cheek catch harshly against a tree branch in order to leave my scent behind, as if I had been running full tilt. I did not go too far from the stream, only a mile or so. I was unsure of how long it would take for Kain to catch up with me.
Satisfied with how far my false trail led from my chosen hiding spot, I caught a branch with my hand and pulled myself up so I could crouch upon the thick branch. I trailed my finger through the blood upon my cheek. I then flicked the blood that had collected on my finger toward the ground several feet further ahead. It would look as if it were an idle drop that had fallen at some point as I ran. I nodded to myself and then took wing long enough to land in the stream itself with a soft splash. I ducked into the hidden alcove swiftly and tucked myself into the deep shadows of the small shelter. I quietly started to wring the water out of my hair and worked to slow my breathing in order to calm my heart.
Minutes later, I heard Kain's voice in the distance as he cursed. He had found the stream and lost my scent. I clamped down tight both upon my Aura and my amusement. I instead focused my attention on slowing my heartbeat. The sound of the waterfall was loud, but I was unsure if it was loud enough to conceal the tell-tale sounds of my very much living pulse. A full-blooded vampire's hearing would be able to pick it up if I was not careful, especially a hunter of Kain's age and skill. A full-blooded vampire could halt their heartbeat, even still their body completely if need be to conceal themselves but... I would never have that ability. The most I had ever been able to do was hold my breath and slow my pulse to a crawl. Yet even that slow beat could give away my position if I was not attentive.
I could barely hear his soft footsteps when he started to approach where I had injured myself upon the branches. I remained crouched close to the wet ground and tried to focus my vision past the curtain of water in the direction that he was in, but with it being such a dark night, and the waterfall acting as a fluid curtain, I could not even see the outline of his form. As it was, I could faintly hear his movements over the din of the waterfall when he started to scent the air. He growled low and I closed my eyes tight. I cursed myself and hoped that my eyes had not flashed hunter's white at some point over the past few minutes. The inhumanly bright glow could give away my position just as readily as sound. He started to move away, further down the false trail that I had laid out for him. Still... I did not dare to move. I did not even breathe.
I stayed where I was until I felt my body strain with the need for air. Only then did I slowly let out the breath that I had been holding. I took in an equally slow inhale and eased forward. I listened closely to the breeze that filled the air and rustled the branches of the trees. I tried to focus on the noises in the area beyond the rushing water. I kept my eyes shut tight and tilted my head as I tried to listen for any further sound from Kain. I started to ease forward yet another slow inch and then froze abruptly. I felt flash of cold realization and felt my pulse pick back up.
Silence.
There was nothing but the sound of the wind as it blew through the trees. Even as I had made my way through the forest, there had still been the sounds of night-active animals whilst they moved about; hunting, eating, digging, running... the night had been alive and full of their constant song.
Now...
Now everything was deathly silent.
The animals that had been in the area had fled... and they had not yet returned to their homes and feeding grounds. It was not safe for them to do so. Instinct still screamed that there was a predator in the vicinity, hunting, searching. I licked my lips nervously and frantically tried to think, to strategize. If only I could tell how close he was to my current position, then I would have a better idea of what I could do next.
Why had he not moved on? I thought to myself in annoyance and I lightly bit into my lower lip. It was a good false trail!
I had to bite down a curse when I finally worked out why he would still be nearby. My hair had been drenched by the waterfall. The false trail that I had left for him had only gone so far and the last part of said trail had only included my blood, not a continuous trail of water damp ground that would have been left behind had I truly left the river and continued on. He knew by that flaw that I was still somewhere in the general area and that I had not taken flight as the trail seemed to hint at. It would have been better for me to have actually taken flight to wing back toward the waterfall's alcove instead of flinging the blood ahead as I had.
A single mistake meant that Kain knew that I was still in the area! Damnation!
I eased lower to the ground and strained my ears as I listened for any further sound whilst I thought. The water of the stream was only shin deep for me and would offer no true way to help me escape. I opened my eyes and glanced behind me to see if there was any sign of a path that might lead elsewhere. It was dark, but my vampiric sight did pick up a patch of deeper shadows in the far corner. I moved over to probe quietly at the area with my fingertips. There was an opening... that I would only be able to fit into sans wings. A path that might narrow at any point, though if I was lucky it might stay wide enough that I would not get stuck. If I was very, very lucky, it might well lead me to an avenue of escape.
I glanced back at the curtain of water and licked my lips. If I bolted back out through the water now, I would be caught within a few seconds, perhaps within a minute or two. Only the water itself might allow me the brief chance to escape thanks to its' caustic nature against vampires but... well, for one, I did not want risk getting caught by Kain that fast and two, I did not want to cause him real injury. Water burns took a long time to heal.
Tiny little cave opening it was then...
I turned back to the small opening and drew my wings back into my body. I took a slow breath and pushed into the small tunnel. From there I went into a low crawl, or military crawl, and I moved deeper into the small tunnel. If it started to get too tight then I would just have to back out and try my luck at darting for the skies. I kept feeling ahead of me as I moved in order to test the width of the tunnel and continued a few feet at a time. I had to contain a sigh of relief when I felt the tunnel begin to widen. Eventually, I found that I could move in a kind of crouched crawl. I contained another sound of relief when I noticed starlight ahead of me. The tunnel widened further still and I found that I could finally stand once more.
It had been about twenty minutes since I had ducked into the tunnel and I found that I was almost dry. I brushed off a few flecks of dried dirt that clung to the front of my body and then pushed forward carefully whilst I scented at the fresh air. I relaxed a moment later when I found that the air was clear of Kain's musky-sweet scent. I grinned and felt a small flash of satisfaction. So far, I was winning this little game of ours. This was the longest that I had gone without getting caught. I'd have to thank Alma for the extra time later.
I reached around the tunnel to judge the width and then extended my wings when I found that I had enough room for them. I eased forward to the opening of the tunnel and looked around carefully through the hanging vines that covered the opening. I took in another slow scent of the air through my nose and over my tongue, scenting... tasting for him in the night air.
Still clear.
Yet I did not leave the safety of the cave right away. I listened closely for several long moments and could just hear the faint sounds of the night animals as they milled about nearby. I let out a slow breath of relief at their simple noises. I crouched low and prepared to leap up into the sky. I waited a few more moments until a heavy wind shook the trees violently and then leapt up into the air as swiftly and silently as I could. I wanted to mask the sound of my wings behind the noise generated by the shaking trees.
I used the thermals rather then fill the air with wing-beats as I worked to gain height and I turned toward Steinchencroe. For a long moment I thought I had successfully lost Kain and that I might well reach the city itself before he caught up to me, a win for me even if he caught me within the city limits. I twitched and dipped in mid-flight when I suddenly recognized the sounds of several dozen bats in flight. I had forgotten about his damned Bat Form!
"Fuck, shit and damnation," I hissed out.
In all of our previous 'hunts', Kain had not access to his Bat Form. Now that his Gift had returned to him, the skies no longer held the potential of a reprieve for me. My wings beat rapidly as I worked to gain in height swiftly. All pretense of stealth was gone at this point. I back-winged over the colony of bats just as they started to surround me and practically pelted into me in an effort to distract me. I dove for the tree tops in a desperate bid to loose him. I weaved and twisted around the branches of the tall tree tops in a zig-zagging pattern. That worked for all of a few seconds before a heavy weight unexpectedly slammed into my back. I yelped at the impact and was forced toward the ground by that heavy weight.
I tried to twist free, tried to spin and throw Kain off of me as we fell. His hands clamped tight around the bend of my wings and he forced them closed. He then tucked himself in against my back and angled us so that I would take the brunt of any impact. I snarled and crossed my arms over my face as we fell. We slammed through several branches and our speed was slowed by the multiple impacts. We fell into a small, hidden glade and hit the ground. The rolling sensation in my core intensified when we struck and skidded to a halt. I let out a faint sound of pained pleasure at the movement within me even as my body worked to heal the damage that had been caused to my arms and side by the harsh impact. A clawed hand started to close upon my neck and I snapped my wings backwards in a harsh shove. Kain's form was sent flying off of me and he let out a loud grunt at the buffeting blow.
I scrambled to a crouch and the sound of steel digging into the ground suddenly rang through the air. I spun about to face him and tensed. Kain had used the Soul Reaver to halt his forced flight backwards. He straightened slowly and rolled his shoulders. He looked me over with eyes that glowed that bright, hunter's white. Not a hint of his normal blue-gold gaze could be seen. I rose carefully, my wings flared in challenge and I watched him warily. More to say that I watched his movements to see if he would draw the Reaver from the ground. If he drew it free I would bolt on instinct, even if he just meant to sheath it again at his back. One, I knew better than to fight him when he was wielding the Reaver. Even trying to avoid a single swing of that blade would cause enough of a distraction for him to catch me. I would be focused more upon the blade itself rather then the wielder. Two, if he moved to sheath the sword, such an action might well be just enough of a distraction for him to give me the few precious seconds needed to escape and continue our little game.
Kain's claws tapped lightly, thoughtfully against the hilt of the Soul Reaver for a moment. His lips twitched into a smirk and he took a slow step toward me. His fingertips trailed teasingly over the blade's hilt and he left it embedded in the ground. He took yet another step forward and I felt a small amount of tension leave my shoulders. I could last longer in a hand-to-hand fight with Kain and might well be able to land a strong enough blow to disable him long enough for me to bolt. I bared my fangs and fell into a defensive crouch in preparation for a fight. He let out a low, dark laugh at my defiant posture and took another step toward my position. That dangerously sweet laugh of his, filled with dark promise, made my body tense, clench and my stance faltered for less then a second.
He lunged forward and took advantage of that hairsbreadth of an opening to lash out at my legs. Kain's blow swept me off my feet and I let out a small yelp. I twisted as I fell and lashed out with one of my wings in a blow meant to catch him in the throat. He ducked under the blow lightning fast and his hand closed on the humerus bone of my extended wing. He used that grip to yank me closer to him and his other hand closed around the back of my neck. I let out a snarl of sound and tried to struggle free but Kain used that double-grip in order to slam me back into the ground. The jarring impact left me momentarily dizzied, dazed and I shook my head.
By the time Kain's hand moved away from my neck though, I had recovered just enough to act. I burst into a flurry of action and withdrew my wings which left him holding onto naught but a handful of feathers. I rolled and then lunged for him in order to tackle him to the ground. I twisted as we fell and drove my elbow into his stomach. He let out an 'oomph' of noise at the impact and then rolled us so that he was on top of me. I rolled with the movement and managed to get a foot between us and against his stomach. I used the angle and momentum to send him flying off of me and into the treeline. He let out a dark snarl as he hit one of the trees at the edge of the small glade and I rolled back to my feet and bolted for the treeline in the opposite direction.
Kain recovered quickly, likely having expected what I would do, and he slammed into my back just before I could reach the treeline. He grabbed my left forearm tight in his hand and tugged me backwards. Said arm was then twisted behind me in a near-to-painful hold and he forced me on to my stomach against the ground. The heel of his other hand slammed against my upper back in a trained-to-near-instinct hold meant to keep me pinned in place. My eyes flew wide and I went as still as I possibly could. This was not in reaction to the hold, but because the heel of his hand was barely even an inch below the pressure point that would have forced my wings out and would also leave me paralyzed in agony. I could not help the instinctual sound that escaped me, a submissive and fearful keen at the intended, or perhaps un-intended, threat that said pressure entailed for me.
Kain let out a low growl that was equal parts satisfaction and question at the noise that I made. His Aura settled over me slowly, like a heavy blanket being draped over my form. My own Aura flickered out briefly in response, a brush of yielding intent. I tried to tilt my head enough to expose my throat without causing the pressure at my back to increase, but I found that I could barely move. Any movement at all seemed to risk forcing more of his hand against my back. If he mistook a movement as an attempt to pull free, he might well push his entire hand against my back and that...
I panted for breath at the thought and let out another soft keen of submissive noise instead of trying to move any further. I could just see him out of the corner of my eye. I watched as he tilted his head and he frowned down at me. Kain's expression was still hungry, but now there was calculated concern in his gaze as well. His eyes abruptly flickered down to where his right hand was and I could see the sudden flash of realization. He recognized what he had come perilously close to hitting when he had pinned me down. His hand shifted several inches lower, still keeping me pinned firmly in place, but I was no longer in any immediate danger of that pressure point being prodded by accident.
I let out a soft, relieved sigh when he moved his hand and I was able to relax underneath him. I tilted my head up and to the side to bare my throat to him. He let out a soft growl of approval and he leaned forward to scrape his fangs against the skin of my exposed neck. His grip on my arm abruptly tightened, long enough to make me gasp at the strain, before he let go of my arm and moved his hand from my back. He grabbed a handful of hair near the base of my neck and tugged me up onto my knees. I let out a yip of noise at the tight grip and grabbed at his wrist, but moved to follow the tugging pull until I was raised up upon my knees facing him with my head forced back.
*-*/-SEXY TIME! DOM/SUB PLAY! BLOOD PLAY! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!-**-*
A low growl escaped him and he tugged the belt of his leather pants off, though he did not toss it to the side. Another harsh tug at my hair forced me to my feet and, once I was standing, he slammed his mouth against mine in a kiss that was all teeth and tongue. I tried to return that fierce kiss only to have my lower lip caught harshly between his fangs a second later. I yelped in pain and he let out a low warning growl that I instinctually knew meant 'be still'. I froze and panted softly for breath. He let go of my lower lip and then licked away the blood that had been drawn by his fangs. He leaned forward and bit my ear, one fang pierced flesh all the way through and the sharp pain caused me to let out another yelp. He laved at that wound as it healed and then growled low in my ear.
"Unbind me, my Katrina," his voice was a rough and deep rumble, laced with hunger and lust. "Reap the rewards of this night."
A panting keen of noise escaped me at his order and I reached out with shaking hands to tug the front of his leathers down enough to reveal his silk constrained length. He loosened his grip upon my hair enough for me to look down so that I could see what I was doing. I shivered when I saw that his length straining against the silk binding that was wrapped around it. I tugged at the knot with shaking fingers as carefully as I could so that I did not tear the delicate silk. The long, thin scarf fell away with the slick-wet whisper of cloth against skin. A low sound escaped Kain as his length, hard and throbbing, was finally freed from its' silk entrapment and it sprung up to full attention. I started to reach for him and he let go of my hair. My hands were abruptly and roughly yanked up above my head a mere second before I could touch the hard shaft.
I let out a surprised sound at the harsh movement and squirmed in a brief effort to free my hands. He let out a growl of warning. I immediately went still and bared my neck to him in response to that sound. He let out a satisfied rumble and then looped his leather belt around my wrists. He knotted the leather so that my hands were bound together firmly and I felt my eyes widen. Kain dragged me forward a few steps and forced me to my knees with a harsh tug of the belt. He then twisted me around and forced me down onto my back. I let out a confused grunt when my shoulders hit the ground and I looked up at him with wide eyes.
I couldn't help the faint yelp of noise that escaped me when he unexpectedly freed the Soul Reaver from the ground and then impaled the metal buckle of his belt with the tip of the blade. I gave a tentative tug at the bindings and a level of nervous apprehension began to fill me at being tied up so. I knew that I could easily break the knotted leather belt around my wrists despite the resilience enchantments that had been cast upon it and that alone helped me keep a measure of calm. Still... I started to try to pull free and his hand rapidly closed around my throat. I let out a meep at the firm grip and the nicking pressure of his claws along the skin of my neck. Kain chuckled and he forced me to look at him even as he trailed his claws over the line of my jaw.
"No," he purred in a low voice. "Remain still, my Katrina. There is no escape now that I have caught you."
"Kain... what...?" I started to ask in a shuddery voice.
He had never bound me like this and it was nerve wracking. His thumb pushed lightly against my lips to silence me and I shivered under the light touch.
"Hush now, My Lady," he rumbled and he flashed me a dark smile that was all fang. "You remember your safe word?"
I nodded my head as much as I could, what with his hand wrapped 'round my neck. I shuddered as a sense of excitement laced with fear passed through me. My lower body clenched around the balls still buried within my core and he let out a pleased sound when my scent spiked with nervous desire. Kain started to yank roughly at the belts that held my own armor in place and he stripped me down. Each tug jerked my body in a way that made the kegel balls tremble and shudder within me. I let out a low moan of need when he yanked the cuirass off of me and I arched under his touch when he squeezed my cloth covered breasts firmly, almost painfully in his hands. I let out an angry snarl of breath when he abruptly tore off my shirt with a vicious tug.
His hand latched tight over my left breast and he growled a low, sub-harmonic warning. I went still and swallowed roughly. He leaned over me and sank his fangs harshly into the flesh of my right breast. I yelped at the mixture of pain and pleasure that filled me, at the searing sensation that swept over me, through me. I writhed beneath him when his hand roughly squeezed and massaged my left breast whilst he fed. I bucked up against him and tried to grind my mound against his own, yet armored, thigh. A pleased sound escaped him at my movements and he pulled out of my reach a moment later. Kain licked my blood from his lips whilst I blinked up at him dazedly and he smirked down at me with a satisfied look in his eyes.
He let go of my breast and started to yank off the belt around my waist that helped hold the cuisses at my thighs in place. My cuisses, greaves and boots all went flying to into the nearby trees and hit the trunks with harsh thuds. Next, my leather pants were wrenched down and off of my body and those too, were tossed randomly to the side. He forced my legs wide and I let out a cry when his claws started to dig into the sensitive flesh of my thighs. The pain disappeared a moment later when he leaned down to sink his fangs into the flesh of my inner left thigh. I let out a strangled cry and arched into that pleasure-filled bite. He started to feed from me, a slow draw that lanced through me like a lightning bolt. My eyes fluttered shut and I started to pant as the pleasure began to build.
I bucked and writhed beneath him whilst he continued to feed oh, so slowly at my thigh. I squirmed and jerked as much as his firm grip would allow for. My body curled upward and I cried out as the pleasurable pull of his feeding pushed me closer and closer to an explosive peak. I heard a sudden rip above my head when my movements pulled the leather belt taunt. The leather belt abruptly tore free from the impaled buckle when I curled higher still, to the point that I was almost sitting up. Kain's fangs pulled free from my thigh a half second later, bare moments before I would have peaked. He moved swiftly to grab my wrists in one of his larger hands and he pinned me back down against the ground. I let out a high keen of frustration and loss and struggled against his grip.
So close! I thought wildly. So damned close! Why?!
The position we were now in had his length resting just against my lower stomach. I bucked up against him and tried to rub my bared mound against his hardened flesh. He let out a dark, hungry sounding chuckle at my movements and then pulled just out of reach of my questing body. His free hand closed upon my hip and prevented me from arching higher in my attempts to follow his body upwards. A tingle of magic coiled around my wrists and when he pulled his hand away, I found that I could not move my hands from where they had been pinned. A startled hiss escaped me and I glanced upwards. I noticed a soft glow wrapped 'round my wrists and I realized that he had pinned them in place with Telekinetic magics.
I looked back at him with wide eyes and I struggled uselessly against the magical hold. Kain let out another dark chuckle that caused me to shiver. I let out a soft, frantic sound and squirmed beneath him. He grabbed onto my right leg suddenly and hooked my limb over his left shoulder. The claws of his left hand started to dig into my inner thigh and drew blood. I let out a sharp gasp of pain at the tight grip and I struggled against the restricting hold. As he held my leg pinned in place against his shoulder, his right hand closed tight upon my left hip and he forced the lower part of my wriggling form still.
He abruptly drove himself forward in an impaling thrust that caused me to arch beneath him as if I had been shot. I threw my head back with a surprised and near pained cry at the spearing penetration. He began to push relentlessly deeper into my unprepared core and I could feel my body stretch and strain to make room for him. My eyes flew wide and frantic, high-pitched keening noises escaped me between my harsh gasps for breath. I could feel the kegel balls within me shift about whilst my body struggled to make room for his penetrating length. I bucked and strained against him even as his claws sank deeper still into my thigh and hip to keep me from pulling away from him.
He pushed forward slowly and relentless as he speared my core with that thick shaft. I let out a strangled cry when that last inch finally slipped in. The head of Kain's length was suddenly pressed hard and firm against the deepest part of my core. He always hit deep; bumping, pushing, pounding at my cervix with every deep thrust but now everything was just... just...
"Gehyahh! Full! Too much!" I yowled and I writhed as much as I could.
He pulled almost all the way out until just the head of that rod remained within me. He held that position for a long moment as I twitched and bucked beneath him, equally trying to pull away and trying to force him back inside. A low, pleasure filled snarl escaped him and he slammed back into me with another, equally brutal thrust and the head of his shaft rammed hard against my cervix. I let out a wailing cry and my body curled upwards, inwards as I strained against the magical bindings 'round my wrists. My body fell back against the ground with a thud of sound and I shuddered around that thick shaft.
My lower body was trapped firmly in his tight grasp. I found myself unable to escape from that hard, spearing rod of flesh that now twitched within me. I whimpered at the sensation of being so full. I could feel every inch of him in sharp relief as my body clenched and seized around his shaft. I could feel the kegel balls, shoved to either side of him, and they stretched me further still. Again he pulled back, only to ram himself back into me a few tense moments later. A high-pitched whimper escaped me when the balls were jostled around forcefully. I shook my head back and forth in negation.
"I... I can't... Nnngah!" I cried out.
My voice gave out entirely when he shifted forward to where his armored chest was pushed against my bared breasts. The change of angle intensified the sensation of being full, being stretched, as my leg was still pinned in place over his shoulder. My eyes flew wide and I let out a choked gasp. He leaned in to bite at my lower lip and he was swift to lap up the blood that he had drawn. My body clenched and quivered around his invading length. I could feel my thoughts fracture beneath the continued onslaught of pleasure coupled with pain.
"Oh, but you can, my Dear Katrina," he rumbled against my lips. His voice was a dark whisper of promise against my lips and the dulcet, rumbling tone caused me to let out another fervent cry of wordless noise. "And you will."
Kain's left hand shifted from my right thigh to grasp at my hip. He pulled back once more and then drove right back in. He started up a battering rhythm and began to plunder my core with harsh, powerful thrusts. I arched and struggled beneath him. Screaming cries escaped me between every breath I took due to the harsh pace that he set. Each thrust caused the kegel balls to shudder, shift and move violently about within me. I let out a groaning cry when one thrust slid smoothly over that sweet spot within me and I started to arch into those claiming thrusts when his length continued to slide over that one spot. My body jerked violently and my legs began to grip tight around his waist and shoulder in an attempt to pull him closer still. Heat started to pool low in my belly and I began to make begging noises as I started to meet his demanding pace. I felt myself rapidly beginning to crest under that aggressive assault on my core and he moved faster still. I threw my head back and yowled as the pleasure heightened further still at the increased pace.
A dark, husky growl of satisfaction escaped him and he roughly pulled out just before I could peak. I let out a strained and desperately high wail of noise at the sudden feeling of emptiness. My eyes flew open and I shot him a wild look. Kain flashed a smile at me that was all fang. He then moved down to lick a cold-hot trail up from my clit, over my stomach and he stopped at my breasts. I tried to push against him and my legs strained with effort as I tried to wrap them back around his waist and force him close, to force him back in. Kain's hands remained a firm, inexorable grip at my hips though and he kept me pinned in place and continued to deny me the completion that I wanted.
His tongue swirled a teasing pattern over each of my nipples. I snarled at him in frustration as he started to focus his attentions solely upon my breasts with nicking, scraping brushes of his fangs and slow, sweet-suckling kisses. His blue-gold gaze rose to meet my own and he slowly scraped sharp teeth over one pert nipple in a way that made me tremble. I let out a growling keen of need that made him grin darkly up at me. He rose up and kept me pinned in place for several minutes, long enough for the heat in my belly to cool. I let out another frustrated, snarling cry when I finally managed to find my voice again.
"Kain!" I growled and I squirmed in his grasp. "Dammit!"
"Is something wrong my Dear Katrina?" he purred out the question in a teasing tone.
He shifted his body and my own just enough so that his hard shaft rubbed along my wet slit. I groaned and tried to arch against that deceptively light touch, yet he continued to hold me still.
"Kain! Please!" I cried out. I squirmed and tried to buck my body against his. "I need...!"
He let out a low purr of pleasure and then trailed sharp claws down my stomach. I hissed in pain when several small cuts were opened in my flesh. The cuts healed rapidly and left five thin lines of blood along the smooth planes of my stomach. He leaned over me and began to lick away the blood with slow sweeps of his tongue that almost... tickled against my stomach. A slick, soft counter-point to the previous pain. He repeated the cutting movement and the pain of it made me cry out. I whimpered softly as he licked away the new trails of blood with slow, sensual passes of his tongue. Each time he cut the skin it was at a new location upon my belly, along my sides, along my hips. The healed skin was far more sensitive to the sweeping touches of his tongue that followed after each cutting movement and I let out a soft whine of breath at the mixed signals that flashed through me as a result of his actions. Just when the pain began to become too much for me, just as I started to struggle away and opened my mouth to scream out my Word, Kain stopped. He let his hands fall to rest feather light against my sides. He allowed me the time to recover and a constant soft, soothing rumble filled the air as I worked to catch my breath. I whimpered softly and let my head loll to the side to where my cheek was pressed against the cool grass.
Minutes later, once I had recovered, two of his claws started to trail feather light down my body and over my mound to brush against my yet slick folds. I couldn't help the small, fearful hiss when he teased the sharp tips against that sensitive flesh. I turned my head and looked at him with a frantic sound. Kain let out a soothing rumble of noise at my worried expression. A few whispered words later and those sharp points were sheathed, blunted by magic. He then plunged said fingers into my core and began to tease at my inner walls. I let out a low groan and began to writhe when he started to shift the kegel balls around within me. His fingers twisted, curled and he started to dig one of the balls out of me. I let out a high pitched gasp when the ball he'd caught started to slip out. He moved his thumb against my opening to prevent the ball from slipping free completely and he held it right at my entrance. Thick fingers and that metal ball stretched my opening in a way that left me panting heavily for breath.
Kain leaned down and blew a cold breath over my lust-warmed skin. I let out a low whimper at the chill and shivered. He started to lick and lave at my clit whilst he continued to tease the ball at my opening. He would push it all the way back in, only to dig it out once more so that he could hold it as a stretching, straining pressure at my entrance. His tongue was a constant, laving pressure against my clit and again the pleasure started to build within me. My head fell back against the ground and I groaned and cried out at the velvet touch of his tongue against my clit. Good, it felt so good. My legs winged wide and I bared myself to him further still. I wantonly pushed up against his mouth in a mute request for more as I again came close to release.
And once more... he stopped. He yanked the ball free from my body and pulled away an instant before I could peak.
I let out a screaming, roaring, cry of frustration at the loss of his touch. I looked up at him with wide, wild eyes that had likely gone hunter's white long ago. He leaned back out of my reach and his face twisted into a dark, satisfied expression as he took in my trembling, need-filled form with his own power-whitened eyes. He licked his lips slowly and then waved his hand in an imperious gesture. I yipped in surprise when his telekinetic hold on my wrists twisted as a result and I found myself abruptly forced onto my stomach. The grass tickled against my sensitized flesh and I whimpered as I writhed against the ground.
His hands closed tight around my hips a moment later and he forced me up onto my knees. I shuddered when I felt another pulse of magic tingle over my skin, this time centered around my waist and upper thighs. Kain's magic now held me pinned in place on my knees and I found myself unable to move my lower body. He pushed the hard, hot flesh of his length right against my slick folds and he started to tease his claws over the hyper sensitive skin of my stomach, my sides and then around to my back. I tugged at the telekinetic hold on my wrists and snarled my irritation at being bound so, at being denied so! He let out another low, darksome laugh at my struggles.
"Out with your wings my Katrina," he ordered in a deep, rumbling voice.
His claws trailed lightly up and down along my spine in teasing passes. I shuddered and tensed when his claws paused briefly over that one spot along my spine but relaxed when he continued to trail his fingers over my skin.
"Kain," I gasped out. I let out a low groan as the dangerously light touch upon my back trailed again over that spot along my spine and I had to swallow roughly before I could continue. "Dammit all! Why do you keep stopping!? I... I need...!"
"Your wings. Now my Katrina," he ordered and his hands slid downwards. His dug claws painfully into my hips and the sharp pain caused me to let out a startled hiss of breath. "Or you will find no relief this night. I will simply take my own pleasure from your body and leave you wanting."
I let out a low keen at the threat. He meant it too. All he would have to do was take my mouth, especially now that I had gotten a little more comfortable with oral activities. He could then leave me wanting when he was done. I extended my wings out for him as he had ordered, as I desperately wanted him to fill me, to take me and bring me to completion. I felt almost half mad with my desire. I let my forehead fall to rest against the grass-covered ground and a low groan of need sounded at the back of my throat. Kain's claws started to dig and scratch lightly through the patch of white feathers at the base of my wings and I trembled under the deceptively soft touch. I let out another need-filled keen of noise.
My breath hitched when he pushed the kegel ball that he'd removed earlier back inside of me. I let out another low groan when he sank fingers in alongside the two metal balls. His fingers twitched and moved so damnably slow within me and he started to groom my feathers in an equally slow and sensual attack. It felt like he continued that gentle assault over the course of an entire hour. It left me whimpering one word over and over by the time his fingers settled against my side.
"Please. Please... please!" I cried out softly and I dug deep grooves into the ground with my claws.
Kain's fingers pulled free from my now soaked core. He trailed his fingers, slick with my fluids, up along my spine. I shivered as the cool night air chilled the wet trail that he left upon my skin and I whimpered softly. My wings arched upward, mantled wide in a wanton display even as they trembled uncontrollably. An approving thrum of noise escaped him and his hands moved to trail over the edges of my wings. His hands closed over the edges of my wings and he gently guided them to where they were furled closed against my back.
"Hold them still," he ordered with a soft, purring growl.
I swallowed roughly and nodded my head, unable to speak. He slid his hands from my wings and I fought to hold them still like he had ordered. His hands trailed down over my sides and hips, then up along my stomach as he curled over me. His body pinned my wings between us and I shuddered at the touch of the cold metal of his armor when it pressed along my back. I let out a soft hiss of breath and arched my body backwards against him as much as I could despite that sharp chill. I tilted my head to the side to bare my throat to him and let out a low groan of need. I could feel him, hard and throbbing, just against my entrance but I couldn't force him inside of me because I couldn't move.
Kain's hands teased gently over my breasts. His claws lightly pinched and pricked over my nipples as he teased the hardened peaks. He pinched my nipples between his fingers and tugged at them in a way that made me sob for breath at the painful pleasure. He laughed softly, his breath warm against the back of my neck and he pushed my hair aside so that he could lick at my neck and along my right ear. Sharp fangs teased over his Mark and my breath hitched in my throat when a wave of pleasure lanced through me.
"Mine," he growled in my ear, his voice a low and satisfied rumble of sound. "My Little One. Mine Queen. Do you need it? Hmm? Do you need me to fill you?"
"Yes," I responded. I let out a high and fervent gasp. "Please, Kain, please! I need it! I need you in me! Please, my Lord! My King! Ah, fill me! Take me, please!"
"Ah, mine own. You need it so?" he chuckled darkly. He suddenly snarled in my ear. "Then take all of it!"
He abruptly sank his fangs into the flesh of my throat right over my racing pulse and he rammed his hardened length brutally into my core. His hands tightened painfully around my breasts and I yowled due to the tight grip. I bucked back against him as he impaled me to the hilt, as he sheathed himself inside me. I felt the telekinetic magic that had restrained me thus far fall away. I rose up so that I was on my hands and knees and pushed back to meet his demanding, coring thrusts as he started to fill me. It was sharper from this angle, so much sharper with those kegel balls buried within me that it hurt, but the pain was nothing compared to the pleasure of him filling me, claiming me.
He moved his hands from my breasts to my hips as he continued to plow into me. He had shifted in such a way that my wings were freed and they snapped out wide when one of his thrusts forced the head of his shaft viciously hard against my cervix. My wings started to pound a frenzied, staccato drum-beat against the ground. My cries pitched higher and higher whilst he continued to feed at my throat. My voice gave out completely with a choked noise as I finally reached that desperately sought peak of pleasure and my eyes flew wide as I shuddered violently beneath him. My inner walls convulsed and seized around that hard shaft, around the balls that were constantly being knocked around within me. A muffled snarl escaped him as he reached back up to grab my breasts tight in his hands once more. I panted for breath and let out half-choked cries of pleasure when he started to squeeze and pull at my breasts. That thick shaft pumped harder still in and out of my slicked core.
My hands latched onto his wrists when he abruptly leaned back to where he was sitting up and he pulled me against him so that I was sitting upon his lap whilst he continued to thrust up into me. Kain's hands were tight around my breasts and he squeezed them roughly in his grasp. His sharp claws dug into my skin as he started to thrust hard, harder, hard enough that for a moment I thought that I might break upon him and I wailed at the sensation. His fangs sank deeper still into my throat and he let out a muffled, roaring snarl of sound. I frantically reached down between our bodies and closed my hand gently around his testes even as my other hand shot down to squeeze and rub at his inner thigh. I shuddered and whimpered at the sensation of his sac drawing up tight beneath my fingers as he came and I felt the flood of his cold-fire seed spill into me. My body clenched tight 'round him in response, milking his shaft as he emptied himself violently within me. I let out a low groan and I rubbed my shaky hand gently over that taunt skin.
Kain's grip upon my breasts eased somewhat and he slowed his demanding pace. He paused his movements long enough to shift us so that he was able to lean back against one of the trees with me still held impaled upon his lap. His fangs slipped free from my neck and he licked at the puncture wounds as they slowly healed. I slumped bonelessly back against his still armored chest whilst my body shivered and trembled uncontrollably. He tugged one of his vambraces off, followed by the cloth underneath it and he held his wrist up to my mouth. It took my pleasure addled mind a second to register what he was offering to me. I slowly sank fangs into his wrist a moment later and his blood poured over my tongue in a wave of pleasant power.
I let out a muffled, weakened purr and fed at his wrist whilst he nuzzled at my neck. He started to rock up into me again and this time his thrusts were slow, measured movements up into my stretched core. His right hand ran soothingly over the bruised flesh of my breasts, sides and waist whilst I fed and recovered. I continued to trail shaky fingers over his sac and thigh. I shifted my grip so I could feel that thick rod of flesh as he eased in and out of my stretched body. I shuddered at the feeling of his length as he sank into me, of my folds gripping tight 'round his thick shaft as he pulled back out.
I pulled my fangs from his wrist with a soft hiss and squirmed upwards when one thrust knocked a kegel ball against my cervix in a more-than-painful tap. I was suddenly very aware of how raw my insides felt. I reached down with both hands to grab at his leather covered thighs and I dug my claws in with a soft wordless grumble in an effort to still his measured movements or at least push myself up so that he could no longer thrust so deep. His tongue swept over his Mark in a slow pass and I twitched against him whilst I struggled to find my voice.
"E-enough..." I was finally able to say in a voice that was soft and hoarse from near-constant screaming. "L-last thrust hurt... the balls... nnh..."
Kain let out a thoughtful hum of noise at my words. He then wrapped an arm around my waist and lifted me up. His length slid free of me with a slick, wet sound. I let out a low groan at the movement and then gasped when his fingers dipped into my core to ease the kegel balls out of me. He held the fluid covered balls up for me to see and I let out a soft noise at the sight of the fluid covered orbs. I gasped when he slid his length back up into me with a satisfied, growling purr. A small pulse of magic filled the air and the balls were suddenly clean. A larger pulse of power later and a small 'pocket' appeared in the air in front of us. He tilted his hand to let the balls fall into it before he closed it. He pulled me close again and started to nuzzle at my neck again, though he refrained from thrusting further into me.
*-*/-SEXY TIME OVER! IS SAFE NOW :-) -**-*
I closed my eyes and leaned back against Kain as his hands rubbed over me in light, soothing touches. My breath finally started to calm and I let out a soft, contented sigh as his hands moved to rub gently over my hips. I turned my head to nuzzle at his neck and let out a soft pleasure-filled croon. A low, rumbling purr escaped him and he shifted me enough so that he could sweep his tongue over my lips before he pulled me into a near gentle kiss. He rested his forehead against mine and I blinked blearily as I met his blue-gold gaze. I leaned forward to pass my tongue over his lower lip.
"W...why?" I murmured weakly and he let out a hum of questioning noise. "You normally... force me to peak at least... a half a dozen times. Why the change?"
"Your punishment," Kain responded with a satisfied rumble.
"Eh...?" I blinked up at him and he chuckled softly.
"You blatantly pulled three warriors out of range of my sword and claws and onto your own," he purred darkly into my ear. "Three times you stole my kills out right, thus three times I denied you when you were on the cusp of completion."
"...heartless bastard," I grumbled softly. My voice was filled with equal parts fondness and exasperation and I tried to nip at his ear.
He tilted his head out of range of my nip and he laughed outright at my tone.
"Normally I hear those words being said in either outrage, grief or abject terror," Kain said as he caught my chin in his hand. He pressed another near-gentle kiss to my lips before he pulled back and he smirked at me. "I think I rather enjoy hearing you say those words in such a way."
I let out a soft laugh and shook my head.
"You're incorrigible," I said and I tried to shift around on his lap so that I could face him.
He let out a noise of unrepentant agreement and he helped me move as my limbs were still shaky. I lightly bumped my forehead against his own before I leaned in to kiss him. He responded to my kiss readily enough and then let out a surprised sound when I suddenly, briefly, sank my fangs into his lower lip in an instinctive and punishing bite. He grabbed my hair and forced my head back as he let out a low growl. I licked his blood from my lips and narrowed my eyes on him. His own eyes showed hints of white amongst the blue-gold.
"What do you think you are doing, dear Katrina?" he asked with a low hiss.
"Punishing you," I responded with a prim sniff. I ignored the tight grip on my hair and kept my gaze on his.
"Oh really?" he rumbled in a low growl that was now tinged with amusement at my audacity. "For what?"
"The fucking cuirass is going to chafe against my skin without a shirt," I growled out and my wings raised and flared in twitching threat. "It's not like I have a spare on me to replace the one that you tore to bits."
He threw back his head and roared with laughter at my words. I let out a disgruntled hiss at his amusement and my wings jerked wide with my upset. There was another pulse of magic as the small 'pocket' was torn back open. He reached in and pulled out a folded piece of cloth. He then let the cloth fall into my lap as the 'pocket' closed back up. He smirked at me smugly as I unfolded the cloth...
It was a spare top...
"I planned ahead my Little One," he purred and he reached out to trail the backs of his claws along the line of my jaw.
"Bastard," I grumbled softly with a blush and I moved to stand.
Kain reached out to trail his hands down my sides as I stood and he rubbed fingers firmly over my hips. I let out a hiss of breath at the touch and then had to blink rapidly when he summoned a low-level Light spell. I looked down and then let out a faint laugh as I realized that even with my vampiric healing factor, my hips were even now purple with bruises where his hands had gripped me. He raised a questioning brow at me as he pressed at the bruised flesh again in a testing poke and I flashed him a reassuring smile.
"I'm fine," I said softly. "You've left bruises on my hips before and half the time I miss them after they heal. These ones will last a little longer is all."
He nodded his head once as he accepted the reassurance and then eased me back a few steps as he too stood up. He tucked himself away and pulled his leathers up enough to cover himself. With the belt damaged beyond all repair the top flaps of the leather hung open like an invitation and I found I couldn't help myself. I reached out to trail my claws over the exposed flesh of his lower stomach right below his chest armor. He let out a low chuckle at my touch. He grabbed my hand and pulled it up so he could place a nipping kiss upon my wrist.
"Let us get you dressed and then return to Sanctuary," he purred softly. "I am not yet done with you this eve."
I shivered at his words and then flashed him a grin that was all fang as I slipped the shirt on.
"Perhaps I am done with you this eve," I said with a low, throaty purr and I felt my pulse start to race again.
Kain tilted his head at me and he returned the fanged grin. He spoke in a rumbling purr, "You would dare to deny me, my Katrina? After having begged so beautifully for me?"
I shivered and carefully padded over to pick up my leather pants. I tossed them from hand to hand and kept my gaze on his. His eyes slowly bled back to hunter's white and I knew that my own had done the same. I very slowly slid my leathers on, not daring to look away from him. I straightened and flicked my hair back over my shoulder. I spread my wings instinctively in a way that I somehow just knew would accentuate my form and I had to contain a happy sound when his expression darkened with renewed hunger.
I stretched my wings out slowly and my winds trembled with a slow shiver as I endeavored to keep his attention on my upper body. His mouth opened and let out a low, sub-harmonic rumble of noise. I kicked out with my foot suddenly, catching my boot as I did so and I sent said footwear straight at his head. While he dodged my boot, I wrapped my Gift around myself as I turned and bolted into the woods. I heard him curse in a voice that was dark with both annoyance and pleasure. I felt several strong pulses of magic behind me as he gathered up my abandoned gear, followed by the ringing sound of the Soul Reaver being pulled from the ground and the 'snick' of sound as it was sheathed at his back once more.
The hunt was on again and this time I meant to be the one to catch him...
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